In that one hour, I thought of a hundred different ways to lure you from the room with me, to get you alone. And I fought them each back, thinking of my family, what I could do to them. I had to run out, to get away before I could speak the words that would make you follow…

I’m not always the most dangerous thing out there. Let’s leave it at that.

Be very still.

Bella? Are you all right?

So where were we, before I behaved so rudely?

Do you think that I could be scary?

Go stop Jessica and Angela before I have to track them down, too. I don’t think I could restrain myself if I ran into your other friends again.

You take everything so coolly — it’s unnatural. It makes me wonder what you’re really thinking.

They’re right to keep their distance from us. We are still dangerous.

Most of the time I tune it all out — it can be very distracting. And then it’s easier to seem normal when I’m not accidentally answering someone’s thoughts rather than their words.